Have you ever
Had a whole day consume you?
In a blanket of warmth
Sun kissed fingertips
Your whole body enveloped in peace
Just drifting through time and space
Conscious of every leaf celebrating your celibacy
Your sobriety
As you feel drunk approaching the day
A complete sense of serenity
Embodied in a moment
After moment
You drift
And pass by lifetimes of people
Every noise
Like the country music of the elder
Who passes you by
A wave of his hand
A reminder
A glimpse of your existence
Just souls on a path of knowing
And being
This love
This peace
This existence
Is freedom.
About the Creator
Veronica
I am the moss silken on watered stones, rooted deep in rich soil. Earthen creature, I am the night sky -starry and strayed from the forgotten path of poets - I am, the chatter from the iron rails rattling as the train carries itself home.
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